Trevor Thorne has always played it safe.
Hes a ballplayer. The game has had his heart and soul since he was just a kid. He learned early on that living in the testosterone-fueled world of baseball meant living a lie. He couldnt afford to be openly gay, not when he had his whole career ahead of him. But his days behind the plate are numbered and hes tired, so damn tired of hiding who he is, and its becoming more and more difficult to deny himself what, and who, he wants.
Rodrigo Cruz is the opposite of safe.
Hes young, ballsy, and bold. Out and proud, Cruz has never shied away from going after what he wants. He wants a career as a big-league ballplayer, and he wants it on his own terms. No hiding his sexuality or his past but also no throwing himself at his beautiful, blue-eyed bunkmate. Not even if he suspects Trevor isnt quite as straight as he claims.
Crossing that line, testing that theory, it could put his entire career at risk. If he swings for the fences and strikes out, hell always be that guy in the locker room who cant keep it in his pants. But what if hes right and theyre more than just teammates?
What if theyre soulmates?